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Posted: 8/9/2008 11:38:47 AM | been reading a lot today. this place is amazing. so grateful for the suggestion. i've dropped a few things off here and there. might repost some here this week.
for the moment, a little reflection from this morning.
this house
the vents are always open here
keeps the air breathable
cluttered
unkempt
like an unswept sidewalk
or a boggy forest
but, it's got a roof
and there's nowhere else to go
but out
hardly worth not accepting
this house | |
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Posted: 8/11/2008 9:16:28 AM | the view
out the window
is of a sky
the clearest shade of blue
an oak tree or two
blowing in a breeze that's here
to spread the word that fall
is just around the corner
time to settle down
settle in
and enjoy the view
from the inside soon
as the mood flips
and vitamin D slips
from our fingers
summertime dreams linger
but vegetable soup sounds nice
(my first of the morning'...on my first cup of joe...wanted to at least drop in and say "hey"
 ...so I hope your weekend went well...... ...i gotta go "wake up"...but those were my thoughts sittin here at this desk enjoying the outside view) | |
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Posted: 8/11/2008 6:17:24 PM | good to see ya ash. all is right with the world. hope all is good with you.
been wondering
and that can lead to trouble
synapse lapse
crackle, cackle
laugh it off
scaling mountains of bucks
passed around hot potatoes
catching glimpses
-through the steam-
of the real
finally off, like a prom dress
down to steal a moment
with the leaves
that tease me all day
can't help but wonder | |
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Posted: 8/11/2008 7:41:37 PM | from:Haiku #3 (i figure they're short enough that i can put them all in one)
7/18/2008 8:02:15 PM
filling my senses
a tapestry of passion
spun enlightenment
8 02 PM
what looms? near distance...
far neighbour calls upon me
to clarify things
9 46 PM
clouded vision gone
revealing an open sky
new worlds to explore
Posted: 8/1/2008 6 24 PM
yearning for sunshine
lost in civilization
where did the sky go?
Posted: 8/6/2008 7 52 PM
protruding for you
that itch is right over here
thanks for the offer
8 18 PM
safety in numbers
does not apply in transit
too many cattle
9:03:51 PM
distorted view...moo
...n dust clouds my perception
the beasts make more sense
Posted: 8/7/2008 7 18 PM
you tease, for god's sake
gazing at the window pane
so vain, or voyeur?
7 54 PM
windows to soul clear
welcoming radiant light
purifying self
Posted: 8/8/2008 8 58 PM
take me, whoever
wherever there is some
sweet green air to breathe
Posted: 8/9/2008 7:03:13 AM
a side of nature
all lost in our mechanics
break the levee. flow
11 25 AM
in this old body
child's still brimming with fervor
alive 'til the end
11 42 AM
breath accompany
rhythm drowns out the clamor
soothing the savage
k. longer than anticipated... and an interesting journey...
think i'll sleep on that.
g'night
... LMAO! don't ask me where all of the smilies came from... i just hit copy and paste | |
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Posted: 8/15/2008 9:31:13 PM | ah, where did the week go... to hell a bit really
felt the need to get some words down
got a word here
a bird there
nothing sits still long enough to catch
'cept the
garf
thoughts of nonsense
jabberwocky-a muse
GARF
the naddered bringthin kred
tgif | |
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Posted: 8/15/2008 9:49:01 PM | wow. all it takes is a little look see and something happens. i kinda like this one... definately a better vibe than garf!
from: First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
i'd gladly take that jaunt
a skip and a jump
to the square
at the centre
down 'round the labyrinth
into the core
and shine all light back out
(yeah, i realize posting the same poem twice in a row is, well, redundant... but i wanted something fresh in here) | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 9:36:13 AM | the voices roll
like marbles
down the staircase
showers of them
drown out
the tempest in the west
the singing sunlight in the south
while the north shivers
and the east waits
for another dawn | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 10:33:47 AM | | Hello. I like alot of what you have written. It makes me feel like im a kindergarten child sitting in front of a play and a woman is singing a long sonnet about any and everything and as the child im just eating it up smiling. :) I dont know if you have ever thought of song writing, but maybe you should look into it. | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 11:45:58 AM | hey BIA,
thanks for stopping by
what can i say
that woman is but a little girl
calling into the mountains
"play with me!"
nice to hear the words of another soul fill the jar
yours are a beautiful refrain
i'm so glad your boy heard her
yay!
we grow
when we share
funny, for many years, i have focused on songwriting... called myself a musical poet. have posted 2 in ash's "crayons"... been meaning to repost...
from: crayons dipped in pheonix fire
8/11/2008 5:29 PM
truth is
you say that you are a seeker of the truth
observing, book worming, tryin' to find proof
but look at the sky. admire it then tell me why
we always seem to miss the point
~ you say you want the truth but, the truth ain't up to you
and the sad fact is the truth ain't what you want
your world is built on lies, a synthetic paradise
and the sad fact is the truth is far from what we've got
gazing from the window of the lecture hall
before me there's nothin' but another wall
the sky is obscured by your solid, concrete world
but, the truth is there always will be doubt*
~
you say that you are a keeper of the truth
subverting, perverting, making all the rules
i think its absurd. we've lost our place in the natural world
and the truth is we've got to find that out
~
dol - april 2005
* want proof? see Kurt Godel's "Incompleteness Theorem"
LOL
from: crayons dipped in pheonix fire
8/9/2008 7:36 AM
castles
everyday i wake and find i'm a little less scared
every night i lie awake, believing the world's mine to take
oblivion... completion... all or nothing in a blink
does it matter either way? my kingdom's comin' any day
and each time i close my eyes i spy the crown i'll wear
it's image guiding me right through the darkenss i've been clingin' to
addiction... restriction... is that christ or satan whispering
doesn't matter either way, my kingdom's comin' any day
buildin' castles... from chunks of me
oh yes, castles... and i'm plantin' seeds
sewin' seeds... in the garden of my being
... in the garden of my freedom
every time i feel it here, tomorrow dissapears
yesterday's a hankerin' defeated by the pamperin'
obsession... indifference... i bear all and it covers me
doesn't matter either way, this garden's growing everyday
building castles...
growing gardens...
building castles...
my kingdom is at hand
dol - nov 2001
made a little edit there
would love to hear what y'all think
peace | |
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Posted: 8/17/2008 11:34:58 PM | some little haiku meanderings of my own (comin from the haiku thread...so some of the first lines were "borrowed")...hope this post finds you havin' a good day, my friend
down the back alley
where the shadows are at home
and the light is scared
gone and led astray
like the cats along the way
dancing in shadows
sneaking up on you
streetlamps exposing the shapes
creatures of the night
now sharing brain waves
and food from the dumpsters of
the city's cafe's
truth is there
between the light and the dark
creating a spark | |
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Posted: 8/18/2008 6:14:25 PM | hey ash,
good to see you
thanks for the ku - love the form... simple and restrained yet, more often than not, poignant
shared lines are glorious things... two bangs (sometimes 3) for a buck!
had a fine day today
hope you did as well
got this thing in my head... been spinning around since the wee hour of the morning... don't quite know what to make of it yet
context
an apple
isn't much good
in the crisper
doesn't bathe your palate in its soft sweetness
won't clean your teeth
can't nourish your cells
nope
an apple ain't worth much at all
'til it's devoured | |
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Posted: 8/19/2008 6:17:44 PM | megalomania
imagine what would it be like
to know deep in your core
in each trembling fiber of your person
that you were to be "great"
would you be afraid
awash in false humility
driven to stand out in the crowd
a deer caught in the headlights
do you think that you could shake it
like a rock star with a needle
an artist with a shotgun
a poet with an oven
an ostrich
with its head in the sand
still has
its ass in the air
---
the words like to start rolling around in my head while i'm too occupied to stop and write - i was walking through the park, conversing with my son when this started... feels kinda garbled... not quite where i thought it was going :s | |
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Posted: 8/20/2008 7:05:38 PM | a little something i scratched out as i walked to a meeting this evening...
did you catch that shine today?
rode its big balloon
all the way down the paper rapids
sure, that one descent was pretty steep
gave that little girl quite a start
but, she was just as soon distracted
by the lack of clouds in the sky
as she wafted by | |
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Posted: 8/22/2008 4:37:13 PM | rationalization
gazing down that road not taken
admiring each and every
blade of grass
as it towers above
our ruts
can't bear to think of
trodding upon
all that
life | |
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Posted: 8/22/2008 4:40:36 PM | chakra movements
myriad colours
signals
cues
there is always
another line
between the lines
does it mean something
if your solar
is blue
and your brow
is brown?
muddy... yes...
fits & starts
the beam
is not
a pummel horse
could y'all
please
just get back in line | |
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Posted: 8/23/2008 5:00:30 AM | a couple of notes on last night's posts...
#39 was born in the first hour of consciousness... sat with me all day... then a stream of titles came
started with chicken... mutated into rationalization... think irrationalization may be better
#40 came too quickly... couldn't get to the pen fast enough... would have preferred a keyboard for it... another pure thought evolved into a lament... think i might want to loose the last stanza.
really interested in feedback... constructive criticism... discussion of the process...
would love to hear from you! | |
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Posted: 8/23/2008 8:07:52 AM | I'v mentioned some points. I like "this house", especially its quiet reflective quality.
the first fifth and sixth lines... the way you tied (nature) to "house", also...
I think the "unswept sidewalk" works well in the theme, too. | |
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Posted: 8/23/2008 11:38:23 AM | thanks for that om!
its lovely to hear what i'm doing well (though i am most curious about the comment on choice of words). i truly appreciate your input and encouragement.
i believed in my pen
and i never feared
the perception of others
it was something to revel in
we would sit
swapping journals
sharing ink
guiding each other through the heat
now i scratch out pure thought
blurry shapshots
oft with no reflection
left in a vacuum
"those were the best days"
sure they were
but it doesn't mean
they can't be topped
time to go gather more life
everyone, have a beautiful weekend! | |
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Posted: 8/25/2008 7:26:56 PM | spurred on by a brilliant discussion of spirituality that began today in my dear, kind, talented friend ash's thread: "crayons dipped in phoenix fire", i am compelled to post the following bit of prose.
Monday, October 17, 2005
Why fundamentalists miss the point (or how to miss the forest for the trees).
Current mood: thoughtful
ah... pen in hand still works best... pondered between 12:30 and 1:30pm while grocery shopping... written in yard from then until 2pm...
Before I begin, I feel it necessary to remind the reader that I was raised catholic, and have siblings who have crossed Christian boundaries into other sects of the religion. It is interesting to note that, those in my life who have remained catholic tend to be the most open minded of the bunch. I attribute this to their willingness to remain in a system that they are AWARE is flawed; understanding that all human structures have faults. “ Better the devil you know than the one you don’t!” Not a sentiment I share, but a prevalent one.
Now then, on to fundamentalism...
I had an honest conversation this morning with a Bible Christian who happens to be very dear to my heart. I related details of my recent joys and sorrows to her, hoping that she might appreciate my sharing. Unfortunately, due to the spiritual nature of some of my current experiences, we stumbled, once again, on the topic of “TRUTH”
For this woman, there is only one truth, Christ, via The Holy Bible. I understand and respect that. I love her without condition... well, that isn’t completely accurate... and the same is true of Christ... respect and love are mutual, shared. If not, there is a conflict, but that does not mean that love and truth are cut off... just strained.
She said to me, “’I am the way, the truth, and the life.’ Christ’s words. That’s enough for me.”
I wish I had responded: “Ah, but did Christ not acknowledge His truth in other cultures through the parable of the Good Samaritan? Did Christ not show us His ultimate truth, ‘love thy brother’, by illustrating that TRUTH in the actions of one of another faith? Did the Samaritan not LOVE and ACCEPT, the unknown Hebrew as his own brother? Did Christ not, in this very story, tell us that His LIFE and TRUTH could be found in the hearts of all men?
Yes, Christ is “THE WAY, THE TRUTH, and THE LIFE”... but not exclusively... by His own admission.
original post:
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=9394451&blogID=54620687&MyToken=d86064ad-bf6b-4d4c-bd90-142c7f049b58 | |
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Posted: 8/25/2008 7:31:15 PM | this house(revisited)
the vents are always open here
keeps the air breathable
cluttered
unkempt
like an unswept sidewalk
or a boggy forest
but, it's got a roof
oodles of characters
a unique charm
and - really -
there's nowhere else to go
but out
best to just settle in
make this house
home | |
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Posted: 8/27/2008 7:23:15 PM | i think i should have left that last one alone a little longer before reworking it. have some better ideas i might post later...
disrobing the day
peeling off the layers
each laugh
and ache
stripped bare
to lay in wait
for another day to don | |
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Posted: 8/27/2008 7:30:22 PM | I used to sneak
into the jar
late night
after the bar
get'n the satisfaction
from the comfort of a cookie
"OrEO"
Stress'n to make sure I didn't break it, in the process
Licking the icing
then dunk'n the chocolate
in some Ice Cold milk
Comfort food, in Granny's house!!
(love'n it hear in the jar!!) | |
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Posted: 8/27/2008 8:09:21 PM | Red Dye #7
Bottle that feeling up
and sell it,
or can it
and store in the pantry,
for safe keeping of course.
Unlike that artificial love I bought from your dime store,
pumped full of preservatives,
packaged up on the assembly line of falsities,
and put out on sale.
Blue Light Special that should have been red.
Clean up on aisle 69!
Just the other day
all the rusted edges gave way.
Now I'm cleaning up the molded residue
emotional infectious goo
tainting all my goods.
grubby f**kin' demon
keep your claws out of my cracked cookie jar
of memories & reflections,
have some stale bread and regret
on your way out
Hey Cookie, been meanin to drop by with this rework that seemed to fit here. Nice thread. waves at Hammy and then tackles with bear hug. | |
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Posted: 8/30/2008 7:53:42 AM | hamazing, that was sweet. thanks for dropping in. been sneakin' out myself... probably catch you in 2 lines. please come and leave a morsel anytime you like!
lunar, glad to see you here! thanks for that. it does fit. and, whether or not it was intended, it makes a point that i appreciate...
before i go take a dip in the pond, here's a little something new
long weekends
its late, but
i'd like to get out
a little further
than the balcony
where i try
to fix my wagon
with some silicon
crack filler
good thing the shed's full
when there's no help to be found
i just service myself
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Posted: 8/30/2008 10:19:37 AM | base
that beast
instinct
roars from deep orifices
reverberating off of bones
shaking tissues
raising hairs
stirring juices
erupting in a stew
of insatiable desire
yeah... a little one track today... think i might be syncing with the cats....
maybe i need a different thread for that theme... litter box? lol | |
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